Sara, You adorable thing you...simply cannot believe you found a way to follow from your far off but beautiful location. Thank you...just thank you.

William, I can see that stunning smile from here! I have been waiting to read the passage you brought me until I and my creepy ass mind were in a better place to appreciate the message and intent. You coming in, stapled and photocopied papers in hand...humbling and moving. Thank you sweet smiled one, thank you.

Wow! What a game. Congratulations on your Lakers' victory, and your victory over the hapless Puff Daddy. Don't worry, Charlie, one day the pastis here, the next day it's behind us.

Running out of Rombauer at your shop was a sign, My Love, that you weren't going to need it. The Celtics pilot won't need it either. There will be all of that leftover Champagne from their locker room to drink...

Sure was fun. Though I still pine for your post about Rombauer and Thai food.

HoseMaster, Was actually a pretty crappy game to watch, they were all, (both sides) just so drained that offensively it was almost painful to watch. That being said I'll take it! Being a Laker fan my whole life I still felt that ass kicking Boston handed them in 2008, worst loss ever....this victory healed that broken heart.

The Doggers and Manny Ramirez have landed in Beantown. I guess cheers of Beat LA will still reverberate in Beantown for a while.

To all my friends here, and even to those who will hate me forever for being a Celtics fan, I have to tell you that you will never see a picture of me drinking Pastis. I will drink a glass. Have done so before. And as long as I am not required to drink two glasses, I will be OK.

AnotherDayofCrazy, Woman we need to get you a nickname. I am sure Charlie will hate the Pastis just as much as I would have hated the Rombauer, very different tastes he and I. We did however meet because of a shared admiration and adoration of a certain funny man with a wicked sharp palate, a very big heart and a gift with the words like no other I have ever met. So we meet somewhere near the HoseMaster of Wine...a gift, these two men have been a tremendous gift in my life so if Puff Daddy, Green Daddy, Sir Charles...Charlie wishes to fudge about drinking that Pastis, well I will look the other way and love him just as much as I did yesterday.

William, Dude, I am so happy you liked it! I wish I could have gotten some for you, (rather hate that you had to buy it from someone else but...) but I am thrilled you liked the wine and humbled that you came here to tell me. Thank you. Means more to me than yo can know.

TWG, Now what would make you think that I am the kind of woman that gets taken advantage of?! Dammit, I think much like my wee neighbor/boyfriend this blog is gonna wreck my badass rep. You called me sweet and that made me blush, put a much needed grin on this ugly-mug-o-mine and thank you for pointing out what I had been thinking all along....Charlie and I should have shared a bottle, win-win for me.

Green Daddy, I am sorry for your loss. Well, not really all that sorry but if it were anything other than Lakers vs Celtics I would be sorry for your loss. It was a hard fought series and as I said before, it was even more fun for me having this little side dealie going with you. You are a gentleman sir and I will be awaiting the email after the Pastis. I will snicker as you shudder but it is all in love.

Green Daddy, In the spirit of good sportsmanship it would be my pleasure to send you a bottle, just tell me where to. Or for verification you could come on down my way and I could share with you and explain my adoration for the beloved anise beverage.....your call.